The universe spins and rotates,
and funnels it's energy,
toward a tiny world,
toward the city of Jacksonville,
and the power descends,
the law of attraction,
where random is no longer random,
and self creation defeats fate,
and odds are defied,
because she draws from the well,
and she knows what she knows,
what she has always known,
and the kavorka fills her cup,
and she drinks,
and a miracle which is not a miracle,
opens a doorway to a new world.
By my good friend Kev
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